Carrying a bunch of ingredients on his shoulders, he shook three times in one step, his face was full of pride, and he was like a traitor in a movie about the Anti-Japanese War, walking out of this rather lush woods.

As soon as I arrived at the entrance of the village, I saw that I was home, and I happened to meet the uncle Li Mingda and the carpenter Li Mutou in the village. For this strange name, Li Wei was stunned for a long time when he first heard it!

It's really speechless.

What made him even more speechless was that there were several names like this in the village. What Li blacksmith, Li bricklayer, and Li imperial doctor are all linked to the professional expertise inherited by their own family.

In fact, they also have names, although because of the disgust of the old man side by side, there is no genealogy in the clan like those big families in the outside world that have been inherited for thousands of years, and they have to follow the rules when they come up with a name, but they are also more or less particular.

For example, if there are words in the name of the father or the surviving elders, the child's name must not appear again, which is called avoidance. Not only Lijiazhuang, but almost all of the land of China, this is a customary rule.

As for the plum wood in front of him, it is because of the family heirloom carpenter's excellent craftsmanship. His ancestors used to be the royal carpenters of the court, and there is absolutely no mention of craftsmanship.

Of course, at that time, the reform of the side by side of the king had not yet begun, and the status of these craftsmen was almost none. Whether it is for the official family or the common people, it is a cheap industry that is despised.

It is said that the ancestor of this Li carpenter was rewarded by the emperor at that time to the king side by side, and naturally had the identity of the Li family. When the ancestor of the Li family led people into seclusion, the ancestor of Li Carpenter also followed him to this small village as a domestic servant.

It has been propagated from generation to generation, and although there has not been a large family, it has never broken off the family carpenter's craft.

The best craftsmen of each generation of their family will be called wood. It is said that the king of the side by side joked with his ancestor at the beginning, saying that his ancestor dealt with wood all day long, and he himself was going to become wood.

Because of such a sentence, his ancestor took it seriously, and simply changed his name to Li Mutou, and was proud of it. And after following the ancestor to live in seclusion, the old man also stipulated that in the future, only the best craftsmanship can be called Li Mutou, and only the person who speaks of his own family, the patriarch.

"Xiaowei, you are a wild vegetable and a pheasant, where did you go?"

Speaking of Li Zhuangzi, the place is really not small, although most of the area is occupied by mountains. But when it comes to the population, it is not much, and the old and the young add a piece, and there are less than 800 people.

As an aspiring young man and a village chief who wants to make a difference, Li Wei certainly would not allow such an inaccurate figure to appear. If someone asked him about the number of people in his village, he would not hesitate to tell him:

"Seven hundred and thirty-eight!"

Among these more than 700 people, there are more than 100 elderly people over 80 years old, and there are 100 preschool children under the age of six.

The old, the young and the young, are clearly hierarchical, and the population structure is outrageously reasonable. Hundreds of years have passed, and the village is still the same as when it first arrived, and the population has not increased or decreased much.

If the population of the village was large in those days, there would be a patriarch and the village chief to gather the prestige people in the village to discuss, and then, the best young men and girls in the village would be sent out of the mountains by the village chief to go to the outside world to have a future.

This undoubtedly minimizes the impact on the surrounding environment, so that after hundreds of years, the mountains and forests around the village and the wild animals in the mountains and forests have hardly changed much.

The woods are still dense, the fish and shrimp in the river are still in groups, and the birds and beasts in the mountains are endless, which is the most annoying. If it weren't for the fact that the village would organize young adults to sweep the mountain from time to time, I'm afraid this mountain would have to be occupied by those fierce beasts!

"What about you? What kind of daze do you want? ”

Looking at his nephew who was stunned again, Li Mingda was so angry that he didn't fight anywhere. He glared at Li Wei with a frown, and then slapped him on the back of the head with dissatisfaction.

It doesn't matter if you are the village chief or not, even if you are the prime minister, then Lao Tzu is also your uncle, you can beat if you want, scold if you want, you dare to have an opinion to try?

Li Wei, who was slapped in the face, glanced at the uncle very resentfully, but he dared not speak angrily. No way, at that time, just a few days after I could run, my son encountered a wild boar while hunting, and unfortunately died.

In those two years, the two of them had a hard time for a few years! It is because of the care of this uncle who suddenly returned, that he and his wife will have no worries about food and clothing, and they will live a very leisurely life.

Otherwise, although there is the care and relief of the people in the village, the mother and daughter will definitely not starve to death, but if they want to eat well and eat well, they don't even think about it. At the same time, there will definitely be some psychological shadows on the young self.

After all, no one is heartless, skinless, faceless, and has no father at a young age. Since I was a child, I have been kind and cared for by the people in the village, and when I usually meet people, I have to be a head shorter, right? At least you have to say a few flattering words to please you, right?

But what about Li Wei? Since he was a child, he has been the "big brother" among his peers in the village. From those who are two or three years older than him, or even four or five years old, to those who are much younger than him, they all obey him and like to charge behind his ass.

Under his leadership, his "legion" always returned victorious, no matter how powerful the "enemy" was faced. Except for their own parents, there is no one or thing in the village that can make them suffer.

"What kind of eyes do you have? Believe it or not, I'm blinding you! ”

While speaking, the old man Li Mingda stretched out his hand and pretended to poke it over. For this uncle's temperament, which is only extremely strict with him, Li Wei has long been thorough.

first pretended to be scared, hid a few steps back, and had to quickly surrender and beg for mercy and say good things to fool this best face-saving old man.

"Uncle, aren't I thinking about the big things in the village? That's a big deal for everyone's best in the village! It's a real thing, not adulterated at all. ”

Li Mingda wouldn't believe this stinky boy's words, but Li Mutou didn't. Li Wei is now the head of the village? What he said is a big matter that concerns everyone in the village, whether it's true or not, at least you have to listen to him, right?

"What are you doing here? At least give people a chance to explain, right? Our village is the most human rights-oriented, what did the ancestor say? ”

"yes, I remember. Anyway, this person is old, and his memory is poor! I'll tell you, put aside ten years ago, my memory, I'll tell you......"

Seeing that he was going to crook the rhythm of the building, Li Wei hurriedly prepared to drag him back. I have to go home for dinner, but I don't have time to listen to your "I'll tell you" mantra here.

"I don't agree with ......"

As soon as Li Wei started, he was interrupted by Li Mutou with a black face. This old man used to be a substitute teacher in the village primary school for several years, and he happened to teach Li Wei. This anger, the majesty still made Li Wei's heart palpitate.

No way, when I was a child, because I was naughty, I was spanked, palmed, and knocked on the head by the person in front of me. Li Wei sometimes can't help but think, the original owner of this body has not had good grades when he was in school, and he was definitely stupid by the old man in front of him?

"Did I let you speak? Did I let you speak? Roll out of the way, stand and reflect on it! ”

Li Wei rolled his eyes, but muttered in his heart, why did he come to this set again? You can't change the punishment when you're old, right? In addition to the punishment station is corporal punishment, there is also the face to talk to me about human rights?

"Well, I remembered. The words that the ancestor said are like this: I can disagree with what you say, but I swear to defend your right to speak to the death! I have always agreed with this sentence of Lao Zu, and I have always done so. ”

Li Wei's eyes were rolling to the back of his head, this old man is so shameless! Well, I can't stand it, let me find a place to vomit first!

While the two old men were commenting on the famous words that the ancestor had plagiarized from his own Churchill, Li Wei tiptoed away from the second old man for a distance, and then ran away.

"Stop!"

"Little bunny, you wait for me! See how I clean you up next time! ”

While running, Li Wei still had time to turn around and make a grimace at the second elder, and then fled in embarrassment under the chase of the angry second elder.

In order to get rid of the two old guys who were chasing after him, and his legs and feet were comparable to those of the good guys, Li Wei directly sacrificed his killer weapon.

"I opened the way out!"

shouted out this voice, whether it was the second elder who was chasing after him, or the villagers who were smiling and standing to watch the excitement, or the brothers and sisters who cheered for themselves or the second elder, they were all stunned for a moment, and then coaxed, and went straight to the foot of the mountain.

"Small, I don't believe it, I can't cure you anymore!" Muttering in his mouth, Li Wei slowed down, wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand, and walked home unhurriedly.

His home is at the edge of the village, near the orchard of Dabo, and the new five-piece blue brick and tiled house plus two super large courtyards in front and back.

It was the uncle who helped manage the new house that had been built for a few years, saying that he was almost old enough to get married, and this house was for himself.

Very simple wooden beams and brick houses, good bluestone foundations, brick walls, good pine beams, pine rafters, on top of the brick kiln in the village, its own firing is twice the thickness of the tiles on the market.

Five large tiled houses plus wings on both sides, large courtyards in front and back, if this is in a first-tier city outside, there can be three or four acres of land, why is it worth tens of millions?

"Mother? I'm back? See what good things I've brought you back? ”

Li Wei stood at the door and shouted naturally. As early as the first day of crossing here, he accepted the fact that he had a "new mother" under the influence of the last vestiges of consciousness left in this body.

"Where are you going to go wild?"

With a voice intertwined with kindness, worry, and pampering, a middle-aged woman with gray hair and shabby clothes that were neatly washed and neat ran out of the house in a hurry. (In the village, only those who are over seventy can be considered to have entered old age.) ）

"Pheasant? You're going to drill into the woods again? ”

The old lady's face immediately pulled down, but the worry and fear in the corners of her eyes betrayed her true thoughts in her heart. Facing his hippie smiling son, the old man raised his hand and slapped him on the back a few times.

Well, I was afraid that the two leaves on Li Wei's clothes that were stained at some point were knocked down!

The old man's name is Li Cuihua, an authentic villager, who has never gone out. After her husband died, she pulled Li Wei from childhood to such a big age, and the mother and mother depended on each other, and the relationship between mother and son was nothing.

"Hehe, Mom, you see, at this time, my stomach is already growling from hunger!"

As soon as she heard her son say that he was hungry, the old lady didn't care to blame her son for running around in the forest again, so she took the headless pheasant in Li Wei's hand and took Li Wei's arm and walked into the house.

Entering the hall, in the village, this is the kitchen of every household, and when the weather is warm, it doubles as a living room. It was cold, so the living room ran to the back room.

There is a large stove on the left and right sides of the hall, and there is also a stove next to the big stove on the right.

Next to the big stove on the left is a biogas stove, boiling water, cooking, stir-frying, lighting the lamp, no problem at all. The village shares a large biogas digester, which is usually managed by a special person.

When the biogas is insufficient, there is no fear, and there is a set of high-end goods on the tiled stove - gas stove. This is one of the new items that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince specially sent after staying here for a long time and leaving the village for more than ten years ago, and every family in the village has it.

When the weather is cold, or there are guests at home, they will light the big stove, that is, cook and burn the kang for warmth, which is really a double win, saving labor and time. The big pot dish that people often talk about is the large iron pot of Li Wei's family. This pot in his house is eight seals, which is already quite big for ordinary people.

The big pot dish is ready, but it tastes no worse than the small pot stir-fry. It's just that generally speaking, there are too few people who can make a big pot dish to a certain level.

Because, stir-frying vegetables in a big pot is a hard work, and after a few dishes in one meal, I'm afraid that a handful of people will already be out of breath. Moreover, the control of the heat is not as easy as that of a small pot, so the large pot dish has become people's abbreviation for canteen-level dishes.

However, now that the weather is getting hotter and hotter, the big pot dishes are no longer available. Most people use biogas stoves or gas stoves for cooking, and occasionally use stoves, but large stoves are not used.

The steamed buns that have not been eaten in the morning are still in the pot, and when they are put on the biogas stove, it will take less than ten minutes for white steam to come out. When the time comes, stir-fry another dish, wash the wild vegetables you got and put them in a pot with sauce, show yourself again, and scramble a toon egg by yourself, and this meal will be considered alive!

"Go back to the house and rest for a while, where am I?" Drink some water first, save yourself and choke later! ”

was pushed into the house by the old lady, Li Wei turned around and explained to his mother at ease: You don't know that it is a toon, just chop it and mix it in the egg liquid and fry it! “

"Got it! Your dad didn't have this stuff just now, and your uncle hasn't come back yet, and mom has eaten it. It's past the best time to eat it, and it's about the same if it's a month in advance. ”

"If you like to eat this, when the buds come out next year, my mother will fry some toon leaves to eat. When the time comes, I will give you some salt and save it for later. ”

"Forget it, this thing has a particularly high nitrite content or something, the buds are okay, the longer the pickling time, the higher the nitrate content, this thing is a super carcinogen, it's better not to eat it if it's not fresh!"

"You're just being blind, when your dad just left, our family had a difficult life, and I didn't have anything to do after eating for several years?" said so, but Li Cuihua made up her mind that this pickled toon must not be touched. Especially his son, he resolutely can't let him touch it!

The two of them chatted through the door frame, and they were busy with their own work. Li Cuihua was busy cooking, and Li Wei was holding a handful of freshly picked cherries from the tree in his yard to fight his hunger (meaning to fill his stomach)!